Christmas eve 2007 at 1 minute to midnight, Paul asked my Daughter Danielle to marry him.
AWWWWWWWWW
He would have been gutted had she said no...... tee hee.......... [ and i would have decked her ;-)]
As it was she said yes.
He took dragged her off the sofa, where she was slobbing after her bath, and clad only in her *Comfies* he blindfolded her dragged her half way round the M25 [bet she was thinking she was being sped off to a luxury holiday to warmer climes....lol...... Gutted.....] so after a half hour of sight deprivation she was finally led into a field and up to an old derelict church on a hill in Essex [mind you that could be anyone of the churches in Essex....sheesh........ they don't look after those places do they]........ anyway
He had decorated a small tree with fairy lights, he stood her in front of it, and probably said something like "Will you marry me".
Thankfully she said "YES"......... *Whoohoo* at which point we all jumped out from behind headstones, Yew trees, and out of Crypts [well to be honest that last one was the MIL....lol]......then Two hundred rockets went off lighting up the Essex skyline, she had no idea we were there *titter* had she known she would have run a mile .
She ..................then spent half hour complaining about not having any make up on!!!!!....
I shall tell you more about this night soon so stay with me.....pweese............. fanxQ...:-)